I know the show is out. Haven't watched any of the episodes. This story is still going as intended. Criticism and ideas are welcomed.

It was official. Every virus, every parasite, every biological weapon created by the hands of the Umbrella Corporation and its successors that have plagued the human world since 1998 has now completely taken over the majority of hell. Every ring may have had a strain of the infection by now, and the demonic realm was on the brink of collapse, making it start to look a lot more like how Dante's Divine Comedy Picture.

It's true what they say. "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here..."

It was hard to tell if anyone was still alive at this point since the outbreak had had the most cumulative of effects on demon-kind. The cities themselves have seemingly gone quiet since anyone was either dead or in hiding. But even the infected were supposedly gone now, leaving areas looking abandoned...well, not entirely. Coming down one of the roads was a truck. In fact, it was the same truck that Ethan Winters managed to gain during his brief time in Wrath, where he picked up some survivors and a few familiar faces. To him, it felt bittersweet to reunite with the Bakers, but at least they were on his side now, clear of the influence that a certain little girl had put upon them all. Speaking of which, they had explained this whole story to the family of Imps they picked up, who were like children, interrupting every time they got to the good part.

"Wait a minute. Ethan here shot you up, tore you to pieces with a chainsaw, injected you with...whatever that shit was, and you still hadn't gone down?" Sallie May asked.

"Hard to believe, I know. But it is how it happened." Jack replied, with his wife Marguerite sitting next to him, just as shocked as the others were. This may have been the first time she heard him explain all this, but she couldn't blame them. After all, she was no better herself, having completely lost her mind and turned into a monster herself, and it was safe to say that it was not something either of them were proud of.

"Anyway, it took my own brother puttin' me down and savin' my little girl, Zoe."

"Oh Zoe, what I did to you..." The thought of her daughter being put through the hell that they inflicted on her for 3 years made Marguerite cry. They weren't the perfect family, but at least they were ordinary people who cared for each other until...she ruined their lives. The Imps could feel a little sympathetic for these people, since according to them, everything they knew was turned into a nightmare. Joe and Lin knew a thing or two about discipline, but couldn't think of ever abusing their children. They could only hope that now that they're in Pride, they could find Millie again and hope she's alright.

Jack continued on "The rest is history after that. Me and Marguerite were able to find each other and settled here until it all started to happen again."

"We heard about...zombies and...other types of monsters around the world, but...we never thought it would be true." Marguerite said.

"And nor, did we expect Ethan of all people to wind up down here." Jack pointed to the young, mold-covered sinner, who stayed silent all throughout storytime.

"He don't talk much, do he?" Joe asked, as all eyes were on Ethan now.

"Oh, I think it's safe to say that Ethan's had it worse than any of us." Jack replied. "God knows what else he's been through. He hasn't told us."

They were all caught off guard when Ethan put the truck into a sudden stop. Parking it and grabbing his gun, he jumped out before turning to face everyone again.

"Jack, take the truck and everyone to safety." He said in a firm voice, pulling a paper out of his coat and handing it over to the former serial killer. "This map should lead you to the Hotel, it's a safe haven. Head over there and explain everything to the one in charge.

"What about you, Ethan? Where're you going?"

He turned and started to walk away as he said "To get to the bottom of this..."

Meanwhile, at a hidden location, Vaggie was awakening after being knocked out by those creatures that she and the others encountered in the desert.

"Ugh...what happened-?" She muttered while rubbing her head and looked around to see that she was in some kind of white, octagonal chamber, and was laying on the smooth, cold floor that had the symbol of a red and white parasol. What unnerved her was the fact that she could feel the coldness all around her body as she looked down to discover that she was in a state of...undress. The only article of clothing she had left was her signature hairbow.

"OH GOD. WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY CLOTHES?!" She exclaimed, quickly covering herself up. Even if she was alone, it was embarrassing, even for her. But fortunately, she would have to be that was for long, as a section of the wall opened up and she walked towards it to see that was a black spandex full body suit, and cut-off finger gloves, sealed with finger seams. And on top of that goes a tight, bustier-cut leather vest with buckles and the same symbol as that on the ground. There were also high-heeled boots and wedge heels.

"Well, it's better than nothing, I guess."

She wasted no time suiting herself up, but she was still without a weapon. However, that was the least of her worries as she hoped to find a way out of there. And that's when the exit quite literally revealed itself as the wall opened up to show a new passageway. As Vaggie walked through, she wasn't prepared for what she saw next. She was in a city, not one of hell, but of the living world. Specifically, she found herself in what looked to be Times Square in Manhattan, a place she hadn't seen in a long time.

"This...this is impossible." She said to herself, staring at how everything looked exactly as it did back in the human world. Every detail that was Times Square was here...except for one thing. The sky, as black as it can be for the night, did not exactly seem real; almost as if she was still inside. Walking and looking around until she reached the center of the plaza, the only other thing Ada found out of the ordinary was lack...of anyone for that matter. It was rather ghastly to find the city void of any people. Just what was this place?

"STAND BY. MANHATTEN SIMULATION INITIATED."

And there was the answer in a computer female voice echoing throughout the place. Vaggie was in some sort of simulation of New York, not the real place. But for what purpose? What was the point of this place and sticking her in it? Answers she wasn't gonna get as the simulation began with people starting to come in out of nowhere, filling the street, acting completely oblivious to Vaggie just standing there. But the thing that shocked her the most...

"They're...human?"

Indeed. They all looked alive and well, with fair skin and normal features, nobody looking like a beast or any other kind of demonic visage. They were all human, or so it seemed. But this should not be possible, though, for no human can simply exist in hell, alive of all things. And as if things could not get any more shocking, one of these "humans" walked drowsily by and nearly bumped into Vaggie and it got her attention. This person was a woman in a red sweater underneath a trench coat, and she had wavy blonde hair that reached her butt, and a bang that was combed to her left eye. She also wore dark magenta leggings with black-heeled shoes. But the most shocking thing was that when this woman turned to face Vaggie, she looked to much like...

"C-C-Charlie...?!"

Yes, this "person" looked a lot like Charlie, a human version of her to be exact with fair skin and normal eyes. She scowled at the shocked Vaggie before setting her sights on another person and walking to them. Vaggie was about to move over to them...but stopped herself when she saw the woman biting down on the other person's neck. The entire crowd of people within the area broke into a panic the moment they saw this woman show her now ravenous face, her blood-soaked mouth, and her paling skin, showing that she was one of the undead. All of this was a lot for Vaggie to take in, and she was terrified by the sight of this rather tormenting. But she snapped out of it...and broke into a run. The Simulation REALLY began as more zombies began to appear and feed on all the unfortunate people that were around. But Vaggie was gonna have herself be made into a meal yet as she looked for any place that she hoped was safe. A policeman who was trying to fight back against the rising horde was not so fortunate as the creatures overwhelmed and began to feed on him. There was nothing Vaggie could do for him, but at least she could help herself to the Glock 19 he dropped, and she wasted no time firing at any zombies in her way.

The closest place she sought shelter in was a tower that looked like the Paramount Building. It was her best bet since all of the zombies seemed to be turning their attention towards her. Vaggie shot at the zombies while she made a break for it, trying her best to hit the spots that would slow them down the most. But, as she rushed into the building, she found it to be anything but safe as the inside was just as infested as it was outside.

"Oh, come on!" She groaned as she fired at the zombies in front of her, blasting a path for her to move through as she went up to the next floor. The interior wasn't the same as the realm building back on earth, almost structured like a maze/slash obstacle course. This was proven when she reached the next floor and entered a seemingly empty hall...and then automated turret guns came out of the walls and on the ceiling.

"Aw, give me a fucking break!"

Acting fast, Vaggie had to use acrobatic moves, flipping around and dodging as much incoming fire. And while she expertly made it through, the zombies that tried to follow her weren't so lucky, torn to shred by the turrets' firepower. Vaggie was almost impressed with herself, haven't needed to move like that in a long time. Heading up to the next floor, she was hoping to find a way out of there soon. But it seemed as if this crazy place still had one last challenge for her. She entered a dining hall with plenty of space, and there were bodies of the undead littering the ground, and then she saw why. A gigantic, 8-foot humanoid creature with a mass of spiked bones and claws as its right hand, a giant left hand, an exposed heart and growing tumors all over its body. Vaggie recognized it as one of the beasts they've seen before. A Tyrant. More specifically, the prototype model.

"Just what I needed today." She groaned as she saw the monster impaling on a zombie on its giant bone spike before setting its twitching sights on her, snarling like an animal as it threw the corpse aside. Wasting no time, Vaggie emptied the gun she had of its remaining bullets and sent it straight into the exposed heart of the Tyrant. Unfortunately, though, it barely seemed to flinch as she shocked, staring awkwardly with a widened eye while still holding the empty gun in hand.

"Mierda..." She silently cussed in spanish before tossing the useless gun aside and getting into a fighting stance. The Proto-Tyrant roared and charged at the moth demoness, swinging its claw at her before she jumped and flipped over it, then ran across the hall, trying to put some distance between here and that thing. Vaggie could tell that it wasn't so bright, so she had hopes of ending this fight quickly as she practically moved around it with ease, being fast and agile as she continuously flipped around and managed to land a punch and a kick here and there around its person, while that walking failure just slashed its claw at random, barely getting a hit. At least until it finally got lucky and managed to slash across Vaggie's armored abdomen and at her shoulder.

"Okay, this is getting old!" She yelled as she managed wall run up and jump over the Tyrant as it came in for another attack, embedding its claw into the wall and now struggling to get it out. From behind, she could see what she was getting was it's weak point, an exposed spinal cord. Acting fast, she ran and leaped, aiming both her boots into the back of the Tyrant with a drop kick. And the impact was just enough too...

(SNAP)

Break its spine into two, causing the monster great pain before it succumbs to that wound, going limp, dead.

"And stay down." Vaggie yelled, looking at the broken Tyrant. And just then, the far wall of the room opened up to reveal a white corridor and a way out of this nightmare of a simulation room. All in good time too, as Vaggie could hear more creatures coming her way. Rushing down the corridor, she could see it splits at the end, right or left. But before she could decide on which way to go, the sound of zombies snarling and a gun blasting coming from one of the halls stopped her. The gunfire was coming from someone retreating from the left corridor, wearing a green army jacket with the sleeves cut off, a black shirt underneath, and camo pants with brown combat pants. And fired a Beretta93R at the infected. But the most distinguishing thing was the green skin and red hair that person had, allowing Vaggie to recognize him.

"Steve?!"

That made him turn his head towards her as she came down the hall. It was relieving for them both to see each other again, but now was not the time for relaxation as Steve continued to fire at the zombies coming down the hall.

"Do you have another gun?" Vaggie asked, to which Steve replied "No, but I found some knives." as he pulled out a bundle of blades.

Vaggie gratefully took the knives and said "Even better." as she spun one in her fingers before flinging several towards the infected, embedding them in their heads. Steve covered her with his gun while she went in and started to slice away at the infected, cutting their necks open and having them bleed out. But it wasn't enough as they kept coming.

"Come on, Vaggie! We gotta go!" Steve yelled as he and Vaggie ran to the right hall, Steve still shooting behind him. But still, were the zombies on their tails until Steve grabbed Vaggie and the two quickly dove into a room that was on the side, the door opening and quickly shutting behind them, with the Infected unable to get in.

Steve leaned against the door, hearing as the zombies banged against it, unable to get in.

"I think we're safe. For now."

"Better than safe." Vaggie said as she looked at the rest of the room. "Check it out."

Turns out that the room they stumbled upon was an armory, full all sorts of weapons. Large knives, machine guns, spears, all based on Umbrella's Personal design and collection from the looks of it. It was definitely something they both needed as Steve and Vaggie began looking around.

"Take only what you can carry. We might not be able to come back here." Steve said as he armed himself up with a CQBR Assault Rifle, a pair of Calico Model 100 Pistols.

"So what did they do to you?" He asked Vaggie as she was checkout some light artillery.

"Put me in some kind of simulation of New York." She answered, still a bit spooked by what she saw. "Saw...humans there."

"Most likely, they were clones." Steve replied as she loaded the weapons and grabbed as much spar ammo as possible.

"And you?" Vaggie asked, grabbing some melee blades. She heard Steve sigh.

"...Plenty. Live vivisection, trying to get samples of the virus that's in me."

Vaggie did not want to imagine that, getting cut open while you're still alive. "But I did manage to escape and get some new clothes. Speaking of which, do me a favor an lose the umbrella symbol you got there."

Vaggie looked down on the tactical vest she was wearing and saw the symbol Steve was talking about. Since this place was built by the same people who were the cause of all this, she figured she's humor her and ripped the symbol off before dropping it and crushing it below her feet. She was just about finished with her weapons of show, looking to see Steve finishing up himself as he grabbed everything he needed, and a modification for Beretta to give it a 3-round burst and folding stock.

The sight of it made Steve be reminded of someone who tried their best to help him, even with his dying breath.

"Claire..."

"You done over there?" He heard Vaggie say as he turned to see that she armed herself with a tactical sword, a retractable spear, and a Blacktail gun. Steve knew it wasn't enough for her as he pulled a KRISS Vector submachine gun.

"You're gonna need more than that." He said to her and she accepted the weapon with a smirk on her face.

"Where to now?" She asked and Steve answered "I managed to get a glimpse of this place's outline. Follow me."

Heading out of the armor, the two continued through the white corridors, which seemed to fill the entire place until they moved to another room, filled with machinery that some infected demons were working on while guarded by others with guns. The two were on a platform right above their heads, counting twelve of the infected and looking at what their next move might be.

"We'll have to take them out quietly" Steve whispered, cracking his knuckles. Vaggie flipped a knife in her hand, having a good feeling about this. They both jumped down and stayed quiet as Vaggie got in close to the ones on the machinery, slitting the first's throat before embedding the next's head with two knives. Steve got in from behind and snapped the third's neck, before quickly heading over to the fourth and doing a freaking suplex of all things, and it was enough to make its head crack open like a melon.

Unfortunately, the sound attracted the attention of the guards.

"Шта је то било?" they moved around to see that the four observers were dead. "Имамо друштво! Пљуните и пронађите их!"

But Steve and Vaggie were able to hide around some of the machinery as the demoness pulled out the spear she had and quickly threw it, having it impale one of the infected guards. One of the guards went and aimed their gun at her, but their attention was taken by Steve coming out and summoning his great axe. The T-Veronica infected sinner threw the weapon and it was able to cut the guard in half. The two survivors looked at each other and nodded. But they attracted the attention of eight remaining guards, looking to pump them full of lead. Acting quickly, the two caught the guards off-guard as Steve managed to get ahold of one that had an uzi in hand and forced them to shoot at the other three before breaking his face with the same gun, killing them all so fluidly. But not as much as Vaggie, as she threw a knife into the head of the first, running the second through with her sword before swinging it to decapitate the third and slice the fourth in half.

Now with that done, Steve turned to the computers that were in the room, throwing one of the dead demons off as he started typing on the computer, looking up something. This got Vaggie curious.

"What are you trying to find?" She asked.

"I'm seeing if I can find the others, Loona and Octavia." He said as he managed to find what he was looking for. "And there they are, in different sectors. But it looks like they're on the move, having trackers on them."

Vaggie walked over and saw the map of the facility, and that is when something else very important came into her mind.

"Does it say anything about Charlie?"

Steve looked into it and something came up...

"No tracker, but her cell is accessible a few levels up." He said.

"Then, that's where we're going." Vaggie declared and the two headed out...

Back in Imp City, Luis had managed to come across where the demon Ganados were gathering. A giant laboratory, from the looks of it, crudely built, but he recognized the work of Los Illuminados. And where there's that damn cult, there's one behind it all.

"This is it." He said as he armed his Red 9. "I'm coming for you, Saddler."

And with that, he headed inside, unaware that someone was watching him from a distance...